Stuff that bears repeating. Part I.

I have been drowning myself in other people's blogs lately. So much so that I haven't been posting much here myself, which I promised myself I wouldn't do if I started this blog...so....
I have decided that I am going to re post some of my old blog entries from another website that shall remain nameless. Mostly because they are funny, but also because I have been in a funk of unfunny proportions these last couple of weeks and I need to lighten up. I figured, if I can reread them and they make ME laugh, some of you, (all 3 of you, actually) might also find my ramblings amusing. So here goes.

Saturday, August 26, 2006
Oddly Uncomfortable...
I grew up with Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I read the books, watched the movie...even had a crush on Gene Wilder. (I know...you may insert random shudder or snide remark here) I even knew a guy that is the nephew of the lady that played Violet in the original movie...she didn't age well....anyway, I am getting off subject here. I have been in several uncomfortable situations in my lifetime. Awkward moments that make you feel all heebee-jeebee inside. I have even been in a room with at least a dozen complete strangers watching porn and have never felt as oddly uncomfortable as I have today. For lack of anything even remotely entertaining enough on T.V. to keep my daughter occupied, I was flipping channels and came across the new Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with Johnny Depp. I left it there and started watching...and OH MY GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY!!! It was just WEIRD! I not only got he heebee-jeebees I also got a nasty case of the willies and an even wonkier feeling than I have ever had before. The whole movie was just odd....strangely odd...and what was even creepier, was my daughter was CAPTIVATED!!! She was smiling and laughing and dancing along with the oompa loompa...did you know there was only one guy playing the part? They just computer generated him into lots of oompa loompas. Thank good we have reached the end credits...I think I am going to need a strong drink just to get this feeling to go away...Oh NO!! Creepy weird music and the little one is just shaking her moneymaker all over the living room...she is eating it up....
Maybe I have lost the cheerful innocence of youth, or maybe I was just won over by the BETTER version of the movie made years ago...who knows. All I can say is, I would rather watch porn with my grandparents then ever have to sit through that oddly uncomfortable movie again. (Sadly, as I have no grandparents left, and unfortunately unlimited cable access, I have this creepy feeling that I will be seeing that movie again.) Oh well...time to go wash the willies and the wonkies away with a nice tall glass of vodka and juicy-juice.